"What will you do, Joseph? Can you stay here when we are gone?"
"I shouldn't think you'd care to consider me after all that's happened, Wahnetta.'*
"You cannot give me back my heart, my husband. I can never be happy without you. But, savagely as I spoke a while ago, my heart is full of love for you, and the thought of leaving you alone in this God- forsaken wilderness brings back all the tenderness of the past.* "I can take care of myself, I reckon."
"Of course; if I can take care of myself and seven children, you ought to be able to get along alone, or hire somebody to help you," she exclaimed, straightening her shoulders, and revealing long-lost or hidden traces of her girlhood's beauty in the light of an awakening hope. *' I know the tendency of my race, or any other, to hark back to primitive conditions under adverse circumstances. The time has now come when the children must have the social and educational advantages of a higher civilization, or they'll be Indians to the end of the chapter. As you will not permit me to take them to the East, I am glad that I can take them to the farthest West."
"How soon can you be ready to start?"
"To-morrow, or as soon as the team is ready. We'll pose as Indians till we get to Oregon. We can camp in the Portland woods till an outfit of clothing can be prepared in which you wouldn't be ashamed to see your wife and children appear before kings."
The next morning early, while the Ranger team was yet in camp, and its Captain was not yet awake, an Indian woman, with an unkempt swarm of dusky children, passed him on their westward way, unrecognized.
"Daddie's in a raging fever!" cried Jean, arousing the Little Doctor.
"We'll fetch him out all right," said the doctor, as the frightened children shivered around the fire in the crisp
